I had a most amusing chat with a certain "Professor" at spankingchat.com the other night. After the initial "Where are you from, miss?" and "I'm 49 m, and you?" he asked the next most amazingly original question.
"Are you spanked in r/l, miss?"
"Yes."
"By whom?"
"My boyfriend."
"But I sense you crave something more."
Oh yes, I thought. You, oh-so-omniscient wise one, you can be that ever greater "more..." (rolling my eyes).
"Nope," I answered.
"I'm a professor in r/l," he told me.
"Cool, I'm a grad student in r/l."
"Really? In what?"
"American and Middle East history."
"Wow. I'm impressed."
"What is your area of research?"
"I don't have one at the moment. I'm a drama professor."
Ahhh...so he's probably some adjunct instructor at a community college (not that there's anything wrong with that as I would be quite happy to have said position at the moment, but, well, not necessarily a rank that leaves me in weak in the knees).
"Cool."
"You need to address me as 'Sir,' natty."
Now, I should have told him to fuck off at that point, but my first instinct is always to be polite.
"If we were in a disciplinary relationship, that might be appropriate, but as we're not, I will relate to you as an equal."
"I'm afraid I don't work that way." (Or something to that effect.)
"Sorry."
At which point he bid me goodnight.
Well, goodnight indeed.
